It had been two weeks since William first told me I was Pregnant.
I had seen him only twice in those 14 days. He came to bed very late, when I was sleeping and left very early.
He was doing things "for the baby".
Truth: I missed him. I loved being the center of his world, the way he walked into a room and his eyes went straight for me and then a kiss on the cheek or the forehead.
I was jealous of this baby, who unconsciously was taking up all of his father's time.
Even Brendon was put to work with baby things and the fight against the hunters was put on hold.
What really made my skin bubble was that I was not allowed to leave the house or even go in certain parts of the house, in fear I may harm the baby.
It felt as if I was lost and nobody cared about me or how I felt.
I felt like screaming, throwing things, ripping out my hair, yet I had a feeling even if I did do those, no one would notice.
The door opened and I looked up to see Laura, instantly she glared.
"Wiliam wanted this to be brought for you to drink, you have to take it-I mean drink it everyday." Laura said as sweetly as she could muster.
It seemed a little sketchy, out of the ordinary, William for sure would tell me of a diet change.
Wouldn't he?
Even now, now that he's preoccupied by the demon child?
I felt lame and pathetic, all I wanted to do was be held by my William.
"Well, I can't stay here all day, I have work to do andplaces to go." She put an emphasis on the last part.
I grabbed the drink and smelt it...fruity.
Then instantly I had the instincts to throw it away. Something was wrong with it.
"You are dismissed, I don't need you in here watching me drink." I said coldly.
Laura bowed and left.
The baby must have been protecting the both of us because he made me sure that the drink was laced with something. I dumped the remains down the drain and decided it was time to leave.
Someone was trying to kill the baby, or me.
I was going to leave the mansion.
Why though everybody here worshipped me, even before being pregnant, I was a queen.
It must be hormones from being pregnant, or maybe the baby was making me leave.
I started packing, I didn't know how long I would be gone for, maybe a couple of days, weeks, or forever.
I could tell the little monster was hungrey yet he didn't feed, somehow he knew that what we were doing was important.
If I got caught, I don't know what would happen, it wouldn't be good though.
When I finished packing, I stopped and looked around the room, yet again I was saying goodbye to four walls that I may never see agian.
I crept out of the mansion.
I didn't think anyone saw until, "Where are you going Ms. Beckett?"
I turned around to come face to face with Mike Carden.
"no where, I'm just going to a walk to get some fresh air."
"then what's with the backpack dare I say, you are running away?"
"Carden, stop questioning me, for I am not running away. And what ever is in this backpack is my business and mine only."
He did stop questioning me but instead followed me.
I was panicking what was I going to do.
"Why are you following me?" I asked.
"It's not safe out here for you, the gang and the hunters are going to want that baby dead."
Something inside of me told me to run, but then I thought about how much faster he could run, William never taught me how to tap into my speed yet.
Then the image of my old home popped up, I thought about it's warmth.
I realized there was nothing I could do, I would have to go back to the mansion. I opened my eyes and low and behold I was at Pete's house.
I swallowed hard and knocked on the door.
"Pete, I-I--"
"Pregnant." He said and then held the door open for me.
See, messages make me update... It's like blackmail...
